(Day 64) Kingtones Memoirs
April 9, 1964 (Thursday)
Most of us got up at 9:30 A.M. We were all thinking of home. Bob got up at 10:30. Mike washed The Kingtones’ van and Phil washed his car. Pete came home from a night of disappointment and laid down. The rest of us went to Porky’s to get our equipment. Boy was our stuff dirty and beat up. After loading the equipment into our van, we went back home to finish packing our personal stuff. We hadn’t bought groceries in a week and we almost had no food left. What we did have was bread and mashed potato packets. So I made the boys our last official dinner in our apartment: mashed potato sandwiches. Talk about ungrateful! Geesh! The only ones that would eat it were Bob and I. I have to admit, it wasn’t very good, but I pretended like it was delicious. We gave the rest of the condiments, ketchup, mustard, salt, pepper, sugar, etc. to one of the neighbors that hadn’t complained about us to our landlord.
This was going to be our last night in Fort Lauderdale, so we wanted to do it up big. Phil and Pete went to their girlfriend’s apartment, dressed and groomed to their finest. When they got there, “Pretty Girl,” had just washed her hair and couldn’t go until it dried. So Pete and Phil sat around waiting for her hair to dry. Meanwhile Phil’s girl, “Plain Jane,” went to sleep. After waiting for an hour, “Pretty Girl’s” hair was dry.
Just as they got ready to go, “Plain Jane’s” other boyfriend came over. Pete broke the ice by saying, “Where would you like to go?’ “Pretty Girl” said, “Porky’s.” “Plain Jane” said that she was just too tired, so for the three of them to go without her. So Phil, Pete and “Pretty Girl” all went to Porky’s. After staying there a few hours, the two “Don Juan’s” took “Pretty Girl” back to her apartment, dropped her off and then went home. What an exciting last night for them!
Meanwhile, Bob, Mike and I had our own night of enjoyment. First we went to Porky’s to pick up our pay for Monday night’s work. We were all excited because this was our final night. We decided to go pay our last visit to the beach and pick up a few souvenirs. The beach area was a “ghost town.” All the stores were closed and not many lights were on. It made us feel empty inside and gloomy. When we left the beach area, we felt kind of sick and none of us wanted to do anything. So Bob just started driving around for something to do. We finally stopped for gas and Bob realized he needed an oil change. So our exciting night was watching the guy change the oil. When he was done, we returned to our apartment.
Pete and Phil had just arrived at our apartment when we did. Since no one was really tired or wanting to go to bed, we packed the cars and van with our personal things and left, leaving our apartment a total disaster. We stopped at the Royal Castle for the last time and said good bye to Homer. We were all healthy and getting along okay… Michigan, here we come!!